I’ve been distracted with revenue-generating activities for the past two weeks. Intense focus has interfered with the creative flow. The energy to even dabble a bit has been sadly compromised and left me feeling at odds with myself and the world, tilted, mentally askew and out of balance. So at 5:00 today I indulged in a little photography play, with these vintage stockings and the color pink as my launch. Beginning with the stockings that my great aunt embroidered and worn by my maternal grandmother Vera, I felt absolutely ecstatic as I raided my sewing baskets and linen closet, grabbing everything lacy or pink. My heart sang as I assembled this layered potpourri of favorite things and some of which feature a color I equate with happiness: pink!
Just this simple exercise has generated renewed inspiration for projects left abandoned weeks ago. I am reminded once again that finding balance is not the destination but the process!